Yeah, I'd use the word pipe. At least, I'd use it if it means what I think it means.
As in "laying the."
Dood. Our lodging is only 1 mile from Freddy's! Sweet. See you there.
The Cringening.
No, no, Pipe is totally acceptable. I fantasize about the day some douchebag asks me why I'm with my dude so I can say "Cause he's got a yard of hard pipe and he's not afraid to use it."
i'm trying to get work along the pipeline myself.
Dude, I totally knew it.
It took me three times to type "already" right there. I can't type worth beans today.
See, I'm trying to bring back "worth beans." Anybody?
Hi, Sarah. I just wanted to let you know that, as a man, I don't feel even the slightest bit offended or marginalized by your uses of the phrases "pipe" and "sausage fest." But I do appreciate you steering away from "tubesteak." Now, my pocket rocket and I are going to read some Gloria Steinem.
I'm in.
I'm absolutely down with "pipe." Damn, I wish I could come to Cringe.
So lost. Sausage? Pipe?
It's all sounding so phallic.
I think it must be intended.
Smoke the pipe= blow job? Drug references aside, it's all good...
Pipe is the bomb! Get it? Get it? Pipe bomb!
Do people still make pipe bombs?
SB, you make me sad I burned all my diaries.
I had already decided to start saying "pipe" as soon as I read it, thinking it was some hip new NYC thing. Now even more so.
So pissed I missed it! But there will be another-- meaning I have exactly a month to convince my professor to lend me the envelope full of teenage fan letters to Charles Manson in prison that he scored while reporting for an article several years ago.
Have you seen this? Because I totally feel like he ripped you off and you should get paid for that.
Ok, link obviously didn't work. I mean this:
http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0811843033/ref=wl_it_dp/104-4104582-2518302?%5Fencoding=UTF8&colid=1418YJDRFTDMG&coliid=IVS5D1KN63DA7&v=glance&n=283155
Also, have you seen "Something New"? (http://imdb.com/title/tt0437777/) Best line (Simon Baker): "I take hard earth and make things bloom."
Of course, context helps.
My friend Sarah gave me that book for my birthday!
Right after I read this, my boyfriend was teaching me how to light the pilot light in our oven, and every time he said "pipe" (three times! once was even "big pipe!") I smirked. Yeah, like a twelve year old.
Awesome! The Salon of Shame is happening next week, so we'll have cross-country dueling readings.